This will pretty much be a mishmash or random discoveries or short-term (or long-term) obsessions of mine. Sort of an ode to everything I like, I guess. Maybe like a quasi-journal thing? I don't really know, I just want to blog.
I guess I'll just start out with a couple of things.
Today I was looking for a short, 3-4 line poem for a project and I stumbled over a wonderful poet (with the help of my sister). His name is William Carlos Williams and his language is so full of shape and texture, it is beautiful. Here is his poem called "A Love Song"
What have I to say to you
When we shall meet?
Yet—
I lie here thinking of you.
The stain of love
Is upon the world.
Yellow, yellow, yellow,
It eats into the leaves,
Smears with saffron
The horned branches that lean
Heavily
Against a smooth purple sky.
There is no light—
Only a honey-thick stain
That drips from leaf to leaf
And limb to limb
Spoiling the colours
Of the whole world.
I am alone.
The weight of love
Has buoyed me up
Till my head
Knocks against the sky.
See me!
My hair is dripping with nectar—
Starlings carry it
On their black wings.
See, at last
My arms and my hands
Are lying idle.
How can I tell
If I shall ever love you again
As I do now?
And of course, I then went on to explore the poetry of Ogden Nash, a wonderful, yet vastly different poet than Williams. The poem that I found that I enjoy is called, simply, "Celery"Celery, raw
Develops the jaw,
But celery, stewed,
Is more quietly chewed.
And with that thought, I end my post.
P.S. I am watching The Colbert Report and he is talking about the "first male prostitute to legally sell sex in the USA." The prostitute in question (named Marcus Beston) is comparing himself to Rosa Parks and Ghandhi.
Oy America...
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